The clothes were torn away, and immediately revealed the white shoulder, soft shoulders, and unexpectedly there were some scars.

The scar is actually not deep, but it can be seen.

As a general, Fu Shiting can be seen at a glance. It is the trace left by the whip whip. Although the whip marks have faded, it can leave such a trace. I want to suffer the hardship of the flesh.

"Who made you like this?"

The person who torn his clothes suddenly remained, but stared at the scars on his shoulders.

Lin Junlan lowered his eyebrows and sneered, "Those who want me like you. But they have no money, have the right, and have no good look."

There was Fu Shiting's indifference printed in his eyes, and he didn't struggle, but the hand hidden under his sleeves was tightened. "If they are better to me, maybe I sell it."

For many years of dusty memories, he was buried in the deepest part of his mind. He couldn't think of it, and he couldn't think of it, because only if he forgot, he could live and live well.

Lying indifferently, he didn't even cover his hands that had been torn with his hands. He looked at his eyes. In the cold eyes, he saw the light that came in from the window. When the hair fell, his voice was silent, "

Do you continue, if you don't continue, roll it down. "

Fu Shiting looked at the lying person. After half the clothes, the coldness of his body not only did not decrease, but added a bit of elegance. He didn't move. After he took the jaw, he kissed up.

The lips and teeth are dependent on each other, and there is almost no room for the strict fit between the two people. Fu Shiting held Lin Junlan's neck, pressed his soft and round shoulder, and faded the clothes on his body.

In fact, Lin Junlan didn't respond too much. It should be said that it was a bit rejecting. He was kissed like this. He had a cold sweat on his forehead.

Suddenly, he remembered many years ago, he was sold into the Southern Army.

Even if he covered his appearance with soil, he couldn't stop the devil in the hearts of those people. That day, it was his first killing, from the first person's heart tremor to the later indifference and numbness.

Half eyes opened, his eyes saw the fluttering of the red silk curtain account falling on the bed, the breathing on the ears sank a little, and his brows frowned.

The pain of tearing away made him have to tear the sheets with his hands, tear it, and the white sheets were torn away by a broken mouth, just like his people.

"You ... how can you be so thirsty? So ... so ..." So ... "

"..."

Lin Junlan frowned silently. He didn't understand the meaning of Fu Shiting, but there was always a bit of ambiguous sound. He kept upside down on his ear, just like the sound of the stone patted on the stone, scattered a little bit in his ear

, Scattered in his mind.

He didn't have any freshness, and he didn't even want to look at Fu Shiting, skimmed his gaze, sweat dropped from his forehead, fell into his ear, hidden in his hair.

The pain of forbearance, he closed his eyes, his brows kept deeply, and he never relieved ...

Nympho

When Su Yanzhi brought Gu Yixu out of the palace, it was not too early. It was almost evening. It was obvious that he said at noon. Now, I am afraid that even the gray does not need to welcome it.

Sitting on the carriage, Gu Yixu looked at the scenery outside the carriage, and looked at the prosperity of the imperial city. "What kind of person is that teenager?"

Su Yanzhi was sitting on the carriage, holding his temples with his hands, closed his eyes, and his golden buns bundled his black and thick hair, black belt beams on the waist, platinum jade pendant, and his white clothes

It complements each other.

He didn't open his eyes and answered Gu Yixu's words, "Probably, a gentle and pure person."

Gu Yixu's low eyes, "Really, with blood full of blood, can there be gentleness?"

Su Yanzhi's silence opened his eyes, like the eyes of the abyss, looking at Gu Yixu, suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked Gu Yixu's hair in front of him.
Chapter completed!